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A Future Riddle

Professor Pandora

After the night of the Yule Ball, Jessie completely locked down. She locked herself in her classroom for the remainder of the holidays as she plotted revenge and made up her lesson plans.

Because of her link with Trixz, Jessie was able to monitor where and what Riddle was up to, but besides that, she ignored his presence.

By the time the first day of class rolled around, Jessie had already discovered from Trixz that Riddle was meeting his fellow Knights of Walpurgis in the Slytherin common room after hours. He apparently met with them twice a week on alternating days. Trixz had yet to discover their means of communicating when the meetings were, but Jessie had faith it would be unraveled shortly. Trixz was very intelligent.

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Her first class of the day consisted of forth year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. She almost burst out laughing as they entered. The poor students didn't know what to make of her, so they were all being extremely polite and quiet.

That didn't keep some of them from gawking at her though. She could only assume it was her unnatural paleness or the fact that she didn't look any older than some of the seventh years.

Once everyone had taken a seat, Jessie stood up from her desk and pulled out her wand. A few of the students flinched when she did this, but she ignored them and waving her wand at the chalkboard produced the words, "Professor Pandora. Defense Against the Dark Arts. And yes, I am older than all of you."

A few of the forth year boys sitting in the corner laughed at her little joke. Jessie knew instantly that she was going to enjoy having them in her class.

She gave everyone a reassuring smile before saying, "Hello everyone. As the board says, I'm Professor Pandora. My cat-" Trixz hopped onto her desk and stared knowingly at the students, "Trixz, is my assistant." At this, several Hufflepuff girls in the front row laughed and quite a few others gave her the 'she's one of those crazy people looks'.

At the laughter, Trixz hopped off the teacher's desk and sprung onto the desk of one of the laughing girls. Trixz's golden eyes glared at the Hufflepuff before giving a hiss and slowly returned back to her perch.

The girl looked traumatized and almost immediately all laughter ceased.

Jessie smirked and with a chuckle said, "She's my disciplinarian. I just hate getting onto students for petty things like talking and chewing gum, so Trixz will be helping me keep an eye on all of you so that I can worry about the teaching. Now then, any questions before we jump right into today's lesson?"

One of the Ravenclaw boys sitting in the corner raised his hand.

"Yes? Mr...?"

"Rook, Romulus Rook. I was just wondering what your credentials were..I mean, you seem fairly young, yet I don't remember you attending Hogwarts recently." He finished to the nods of the rest of the class.

Jessie didn't even bat an eye. "Though my credentials are none of your business considering the rigorous hiring process I went through with Dippet and Dumbledore to get here, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you a little background of myself. Afterall, this is Defense Against the Dark Arts. No questions should be ignored. The best Aurors in the Ministry are the ones who ask all the questions and get all the information. I encourage you all to always question what you do not know and to learn from the answers you receive."

A girl from the front row raised her hand with a smile. Jessie quickly stated, "However, that does not mean we're going to discuss or ask questions about events or topics in Witch Weekly, Ms..?"

The girl giggled and lowered her hand. "Sage."

Jessie continued, "Now, I could bore you all with the many facets of my life, but all you need to know is that I was tutored for over a decade and continued my learning by traveling abroad with my mentor to gain field experience in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I've battled pretty much everything we will be covering in this class and then some. I hope that by the end of the year, you will all have a greater understanding of what life will throw you and how to handle it."

Enjoying the looks of awe on their faces, Jessie nodded her wand at a stack of paper on her desk and it immediately distributed itself among the class.

"Now, your last professor didn't leave me with his lesson plans, and as much as I want to trust you all, I think this quiz is a much better way for me to find out where all of you are in your Defense training. Once you are finished, hand it to me and you may leave."

As the students commenced with their scribbling, Jessie sat behind her desk and motioned to Trixz. Trixz instantly registered her directions and got up to prowl through each row making sure the students weren't cheating.

Jessie leaned back and took note of the twenty or more forth years.

The girls in the front were trouble. The group of Ravenclaw boys in the corner seemed to be the brightest. A group of windswept boys and girls occupied the center and in the back were some of the shier students. Overall, Jessie thought it was a good group.

She was so excited to actually be teaching! Ever since she was little, all she had wanted to do was be some sort of teacher. Although things hadn't gone down quite as she had imagined, they sort of did.

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It didn't surprise Jessie at all that Riddle's secret method of contacting his knights was by tattoo. Trixz had discovered by the end of the first week of classes that the Knights of Walpurgis all carried the same mark.

It wasn't yet the Dark Mark, but it was obviously a precursor to it. The armored knight holding a wand with a snake coiled around his arm would emit a black glow whenever they were being summoned. All the knights were branded on the small of their backs.

Jessie had immediately shot down the idea of telling Dumbledore about the marks, seeing as how it would instigate awkward questions. Teachers had no business knowing what was on their student's backs. Just like they have no business kissing them in remote locations. Jessie shook her head at that unwelcome thought. Tom would pay for making her feel like this.

Seeing as she was pretty much on her own against the Dark Lord of annoyance, Jessie decided to wait again for the opportune moment. Dueling would definitely be on the sixth year's lesson plans. And, now that she knew where and when the meetings would be, some spying wouldn't hurt.

Trixz wouldn't be able to blend very well, and if she was spotted, Tom would instantly know it was Jessie's doing. No. She had to get herself in undercover.

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All of Jessie's classes were going extremely well. Even the sixth year Gryffindor and Slytherin class was behaving. Though that was to be expected - Riddle was noted in the books to be a suck-up and a teacher's pet. With his fellow adoring peers looking on, Riddle was the model student.

Jessie was amazed by how skillfully he could manipulate everyone. While Lord Voldemort might have used fear to obtain followers, Riddle was willingly followed and admired by almost the entire student body. The only exceptions were most of the Gryffindors (particularly the boys), a handful of jealous Ravenclaws (Riddle did far outshine everyone academically), Professor Dumbledore and herself. Oh, and Trixz too.

Jessie also noted with much interest that while many of the girls seemed to be crushing on Riddle, he never reciprocated. The only girl he showed any interest at all in was a seventh year Slytherin by the name of Clarona Black.

She was devastatingly beautiful with her sculptured face, icy blue eyes and of course, her long glistening black hair. But Jessie was sure that it was none of these things that prompted Riddle to accept her.

It was the girl's hateful spirit and obsession with purebloods and aristocracy that captured his attention. Here was a girl that represented all he wanted for himself.

Riddle must have seen her as what he could have been like had he not had a muggle father. He might have even felt great jealousy towards her, but if he wanted to devote his life to the pureblood cause, what better way than to associate with one of the purest of blood?

The more Jessie saw them hanging out in between classes and in the great hall, the more confused she became. Clarona was supposed to be married to the other descendent of the Black line, her second cousin, Orion Black.

Orion, a forth year Slytherin who was supposedly her betrothed, seemed to be nowhere on her radar. All of her attention was devoted to the popular and ambitious Tom Marvolo Riddle.

It made no sense.

If, like it seemed to be going, Riddle and Clarona got together, then how did Clarona ever end up with Orion Black and have Sirius and Regulus? Unless...

Unless Riddle and Clarona did get together and have Sirius. She would have found out she was pregnant and told Riddle, who would have immediately rejected her and her unborn child. Afterall, a family is not something to have when you're an evil dark lord building an empire of fear.

Jessie smirked at the fear Riddle must have felt when he found out Clarona was going to have his child. He must have done away with all the evidence by erasing her memory and pushing her towards Orion's welcoming arms.

This would explain why Sirius became an outcast from his family. His mother might not have known what was up, but Orion certainly would not have been happy with the child that was not his own. He may not have even realized it, but he probably pushed Sirius away from the family and fueled the resentment Sirius so strongly held for all purebloods. Regulus, however, was probably doted on by Orion.

All of this made perfect sense to Jessie. Sirius Black was actually Sirius Riddle. Maybe that's why he was never brought before Voldemort like most Death Eater children to be recruited. Tom subconsciously didn't want that life for his own son.

At that thought, Jessie suddenly bolted back to reality.

Tom Riddle! Actually caring about someone else! HA! Yea right. She was probably getting carried away with herself. Riddle would never develop a relationship with anyone anyway. It would distract him from his goals and she knew that there was nothing Riddle wanted more than to succeed. At all costs.

Just like Jessie.

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Using her new found knowledge of the attachment Riddle and Clarona were developing, Jessie formulated a plan.

Trixz was sent to spy on Clarona and report back whenever the girl was completely alone. The opportunity came that Friday evening. Trixz informed Jessie that Clarona was in the second floor girl's bathroom picking on a muggleborn.

It didn't take much brains to figure out who the muggleborn was.

And sure enough, as soon as Jessie glided into the bathroom, there stood Clarona Black smirking over the whimpering figure of Moaning Myrtle.

"What seems to be the problem here?" Jessie said, enjoying the look of surprise and fear that momentarily marred Clarona's perfect features.

She quickly recovered however and in a sweet tone said, "Why nothing Professor. I just came in here to wash up and found Myrtle here crying. Perhaps you can comfort her better than I?" Clarona started towards the door.

Jessie blocked her way. "I don't think I can Ms. Black. Perhaps your apologizing for your fowl mouth will cure the poor girl?"

Clarona looked like she had just swallowed a slug. Non the less however, she knew it would be foolish to disobey a direct order from a teacher. She grudgingly turned to Myrtle and with a sickeningly sweet voice said, "I do feel so bad for making you cry Myrtle. I'm so very sorry." She turned back to Jessie, gave a curt nod and tried for the door again.

"Just a minute Ms. Black. I'm not done with you yet. We need to go have a little chat with your head of house." Jessie went over to Myrtle and helped her up. "Will you be ok?"

Myrtle nodded dully and exited the bathroom. Not before sticking her tongue out at Clarona though.

Clarona huffed when they were alone together. "Why do we have to do this now? I'm tired and I'm sure Professor Slughorn is asleep. Besides, I didn't harm the little mudblo-err..girl. She's just sensitive."

Jessie laughed. "That's a lie! You! Not harming a muggleborn! I'll believe that when I can stand in the sunlight again."

Clarona gulped at the admittance. She started to back away from Jessie. "Don't come any closer to me you filthy half-breed! Tom knows exactly where I am! You won't get away with hurting me!"

Jessie slowly advanced on her. She pulled out her wand and used the Potrificus Totalis spell to paralyze the Slytherin.

"I'm afraid Tom isn't going to help you. Last I saw of him, he was with his Knights conducting a meeting." Clarona's eyes widened. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did your beloved Tom forget to mention his little club to you." Jessie tisked. "Oh well. I think I can arrange to have you become a member." At this, Jessie vamped out and smirked at the girl. If Clarona could have said anything, it would have been to scream.

Looking down at the bigoted beauty, Jessie pondered her options.

One, she could kill the girl. That would make it very easy for her to impersonate her and not have to worry about her interfering.

Two, she could incapacitate her and lock her up; much like Barty Crouch Jr. had done to the real Moody in Harry's fourth year, or..

She could do a combination of the two.

Over the past several weeks, Jessie had been reading up on her kind in the restricted section of the library. According to one book that dealt with the effects Vampires had on humans, if a Vampire simply gave a human their blood without drinking from them, then the human would become what the book referred to as the Damned.

The Damned had no will of their own. The Vampire who gave them their blood could control them completely. This would mean that she could still have Sirius and Regulus and be a human, but her soul would be Jessie's.

Not that Jessie wanted the black hearted creature. But, it was a viable choice. She didn't want to erase Sirius from existence.

Though, she might be doing that already if she kept Clarona and Riddle apart.

Taking a deep breath and hoping she wasn't dooming the Godfather of Harry, Jessie bit her wrist and forced the crimson liquid down the throat of Clarona Black.

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